With a slight sigh, she looked toward the study's door: "Actually, Xinyue is the ideal daughter-in-law in my heart. It's just that congenital heart disease is always a critical flaw."
Ya Chen noticed his father suddenly steer the conversation in this direction, and his eyebrows twitched, somewhat anticipating what was coming: "Dad, you can speak plainly about what you want to say."
Ya Qianhuai finally spoke his mind: "Xinyue's illness might prevent her from having children. Have you ever thought about letting another woman have a child for you? You can find someone you like, and after the baby is born, bring him or her back and treat it as Xinyue's."
Ya Chen's eyelids twitched abruptly, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his lips: "I heard that Lan Yurou came to see Dad a few days ago and talked for quite a while. So, this is what you talked about. Did she suggest it on her own?"
On the other side of the study door.
